come down……
All the spirits in the astral world once again enjoyed the performance of Fang Xiaoling being thrown out of the window.
They had been watching in the audience for six hours. No matter what tactics Fang Xiaoling used, she would end up being thrown out of the window.
There is no room for more fighters and martial artists on the high platform.
"Stop!!!" Fang Xiaoling finally couldn't help shouting, "Masters, your moves are more or less effective, but I really can't do it! Do somersaults with your legs behind your waist? Grab the collar and backhand Choke? What the hell is the fatal scissor kick?! Are you sure that these are things that humans can do in reality? And that guy named Bruce Lee, you are the most irritating, come here!"
Bruce Lee's expression was obviously not as confident as before. He walked up to Fang Xiaoling with his arms lowered and looked askance at the audience.
"Punch through the wall with a fist the moment it fell? And then use your arms to hang yourself??? Do you hear that as a human thing?! Even the real Bruce Lee couldn't do it!"
"But in people's imagination, I can do it..." Bruce Lee said, jumping up to the window of the castle, and then backflips down. At this moment, he punched through the wall under the window, his arm and His body formed the standard number "7", and he shouted to Fang Xiaoling, "Look, isn't this very simple?"
"Oh my God!" Fang Xiaoling slapped herself on the head. "I thought I had gained some great superpowers. What are these? They are all imaginary things and have no use in reality at all. !”
"Miss Fang, please listen to me and say some fair words." Jung squeezed out from the crowd, "Um... let's go down first, Xiaolong, you come down too, don't hang up there."
The spirits on the high platform dispersed one after another, and all returned to the audience, including the number "7" on the castle wall.
"What on earth are you going to say? Do you know how much time I have left? Maybe I'm already dead in reality!" Fang Xiaoling folded her arms and said angrily, "I didn't even hold on to my life. The only hope of going down is that you look confident!"
"Miss Fang, I have been watching from the side from beginning to end. In fact, many martial arts masters' methods are indeed something that real humans can do." Jung looked Fang Xiaoling up and down, "It's just that your foundation is too poor. Regardless of physical conditions, your soul first does not believe that you can do those actions. Of course, this is not your fault. Confidence is the accumulation of countless training results. Obviously, just relying on these few hours of training cannot make you do it. You will also become a martial arts master."
"Oh, to put it simply, I'm dead." Fang Xiaoling rolled her eyes, "I shouldn't follow you around."
The spirits also lost confidence and were about to disperse when they heard Jung confidently say, "That's not necessarily true. The failure of this plan has long been expected by me. In fact, I have a second plan!"
Fang Xiaoling flew up and clamped Jung's neck, and then pulled his arm in another direction. The opponent's body was immediately locked by the pulling force and could not move. If the astral world could not cause substantial damage, Jung would I'm afraid I would have screamed in pain. Fang Xiaoling gritted her teeth and asked, "Why didn't you tell me about option two earlier?! I fell down so many times!"
Jung slapped the floor of the high platform with his hand and admitted defeat, and explained, "There are no entertainment programs in the astral world. Obviously everyone likes to watch you when you fall. They are all so focused on it. How can I have the nerve to stop it suddenly? Besides, You...haven't you learned how to kill with the scissor kick?"
"Eh?" Fang Xiaoling finally realized what she was doing. She let go of Jung and stood up proudly, "That's pretty much it. Let's not talk anymore. I'm going to go back and fuck her!"
"Wait, wait, wait!" Jung quickly grabbed her, "You can't fuck her now. She's not an old man like me. Even if you lock her up for a while, what will happen next? If you go back this time, she will definitely not do it again. I’ll give you a chance to come back.”
"Then...how many more tricks should I learn?"
"It's too late. It took you six hours to learn one move. Now there are less than three hours left. If you go back with one and a half moves, aren't you going to die?" Jung took out a notebook from his package and handed it to Fang Xiaoling. , and said to her, "Here is the record of you being killed by the dream world. In the remaining three hours, you can review it carefully."
"Your second plan is to make me face death?!" Fang Xiaoling threw the book on the ground, "Uncle Rong, I beg you, if I return to the starlight world in the future, you will stand in the circle of children and look at me! Don't Come and torture me again!”
"You misunderstood! What I mean is, recall carefully those thousands of times you were in the dream world, half asleep and half awake." Jung helped her turn the book to the record page, "Just start from the 300th time onwards. Review, now that the dream world is gone, if you can open the shuttle channel so that half of your consciousness is in the real world and the other half of your consciousness stays in the astral world, then the channel will always be forced to open, and the spirit in the astral world will The body will be able to stand in the half of consciousness you left behind and take the opportunity to enter the passage. By that time..."
Fang Xiaoling's eyes had shining stars, "How were you then?"
"At that time, you can switch the role that controls the body at will. You can control it yourself, or you can let the astral spirit body standing in your consciousness help you control it." Jung narrowed his eyes, "I call it, attachment. Body Dharma.”
"Then why are you reviewing?!" Fang Xiaoling threw the notebook on the ground, "I can enter that state easily."
"Very good, but..." Jung picked up the notebook, "This is all just my conjecture."
Fang Xiaoling almost stumbled, pointed to a group of Calabash brothers standing in the audience, and said, "Uncle Rong, please go and stand there."
"Haha, don't worry, there are no surprises in my guesses. It's just that I can't guarantee the specific effects and the stability of the spirit possession." Jung smiled, then lowered his voice and said to Fang Xiaoling, "The key is There are so many spirits in the astral world, but only one can stand in the consciousness you left behind. I'm afraid they will fight."
"Yeah..." Fang Xiaoling thought for a while, and a small light bulb suddenly lit up in her head, "By the way, we can call the number."
"Called? What do you mean?"
"I just put a number on each spirit body. If I need someone, I use the half of my consciousness in the astral world to call his number, and that spirit body will come in again, okay?" Fang Xiaoling deliberately said it loudly, so that All the spirits heard it, and she continued, "I need to fight a lot today, so those martial arts masters just came to number first. Don't worry about the rest, I will take you to the real world one by one!"
There was a burst of cheers from the audience.
But it didn’t take long for the spirits in the audience to give way one after another, just like a huge cake with several gaps cut out. Those who walked from the gaps to the high platform were the lone spirits, one of whom took the lead. A low sound came out.
"Ms. Fang, can you give us a chance to go out and have a look..."
"Okay! I will come back and number you in the future." Fang Xiaoling grinned, showing her neat teeth, "But you have to promise me not to bully others casually in the real world."
The independent spirits all agreed. Fang Xiaoling programmed the numbers for the martial arts masters, then sat cross-legged on the edge of the high platform, and slowly closed her eyes. As the shuttle channel opened in her consciousness, her whole body was exuded. It gave off a light that was enough to warm the entire astral world.
The spirits looked up, and Jung took the lead in saluting Fang Xiaoling and said, "Best greetings to you, daytime in the astral world."
All the spirits followed Jung's example and saluted Fang Xiaoling and said in unison, "Best farewell to you, daytime in the astral world."
